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  <title>Rose-Owls and Pumpkin Girls</title>
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    <title>seanan_mcguire @ 2015-12-24T17:47:00</title>
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    <lj:music>Hamilton, "Hurricane."</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; Kelley Armstrong.  I mean, I've only met the actual human being Kelley Armstrong a few times, so I guess what I feel for the real person is strong affection tempered with professional respect, but her work?  Her work, I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;.  So when I was offered the opportunity to co-write a story with her, I died a little bit.  Of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Urban-Allies-Brand-New-Collaborative-Stories/dp/0062391348"&gt;Announcing the &lt;i&gt;Urban Allies&lt;/i&gt; anthology.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelley and I co-wrote a story called "Tailed," in which Verity Price meets Elena Michaels while both are investigating strange events in a New York forest.  &lt;i&gt;VERITY MEETS ELENA, Y'ALL.&lt;/i&gt;  My protagonist and her protagonist kicking ass not...well, not together, exactly, but very close to one another.  I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story itself is non-canon, because reasons, but we had a great time writing it, and Sarah is there being snarky, and it's just amazing, all told.  I am so pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July!</content>
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